CHAPTER 33: One Potion, One Diary

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My body decompressed as the 3 of us stumbled by the willow roots of the backyard of the Gaunt's Manor.

It looked so different from the several times I visited. The garden was usually lightened up and we could hear chatter in the distance, but on that evening, it was pitch dark and cold. A hazy mist covered the grounds, giving me some serious chills. The manor was right ahead, completely in the dark.

"Shall we?" Ominis broke the silence. "Grandmother is in London, we won't be disturbed."

Once we approached the back door, a sharp caw from above cut through the silence and startled me. Up at the overhang, a lone crow stared at me, its obscured eyes gleaming with the faint brightness of the waning moon.

"Shit. That was spooky," Sebastian whispered next to me.

Ominis had no trouble sneaking into his own house and kept moving with the assistance of his red-lighted wand. He didn't need actual lights, it occurred to me.

"Lumos," Sebastian cast as if he had just read my mind. "Dark, ominous corridors. My favourite," he ironically mumbled to himself as  we crossed the kitchen and dining room into the main hall. "Now, where to?" He impatiently asked.

"They stash all the potions and supplies in the cellar. This way." Ominis guided us down a stone staircase, leading us to a long room with wall-high cabinets, holding all sizes and shapes of glass and metal containers, glowing in different intensities and colours.

"Accio Odiserum"

A small vial with crystal-clear liquid flew into Ominis' palm.

"Wait, Ominis," Sebastian said. "Odiserum? The hate potion? What is your plan here??" His nostrils flared, suspicious of every breath that Ominis dared take.

"Worry not, Sebastian. There is no actual antidote for Amortentia," he explained. "Love and Hate potions annul one another. She will be fine."

"NO!"

My body protested with a will of its own. Both their heads turned to me at the same time, surprised.

"Pardon?" Ominis asked with a raised eyebrow.

Despair was growing inside me, eating through my guts. "No, Ominis, don't do this to me!" I cried.

My knees felt weak, and I barely noticed that I had folded to the ground. "I LOVE YOU, OMINIS!" I sobbed, humiliating myself.

His face barely flinched at what I had just said. No reaction. Not that I expected any reaction from him - he had already rejected me before.

My body was rebelling itself as a separate entity of its own, being taken over by shivers and rage. In my brain, I just wanted that pain to go away so badly. All the hurt, the heartbreak. Yet, at the same time, every part of my being was desperate about the thought of getting rid of the love I felt for him.

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